The dazzling time of rebirth

Chapter 118 Picking up Leaks at the Waste Station 1
In fact, Jiang Qingwan's main purpose of going to the scrap yard was to pick up and find treasures, to see if she could find some antique gold bars or something, but she didn't go last time because she didn't have time.

You must know that this waste station is one of the must-check places for time travelers.

The second is to find out if there is any suitable furniture by the way, which can be spliced ​​and placed at home.

As for the space on her body, if she is careful then she shouldn't make any big mistakes.

Even if there are two more people, as long as she stays away when looking for things.

Then, the people who stopped on the road saw the two good-looking young men getting into the bullock cart.

The little girls looked at their backs as they went away, and they were still a little bit reluctant.

Scrap stood in an old house in a small alley near the edge of town.

A tall shed was built to cover part of the open air.

Jiang Qingwan got out of the car at the gate of the scrap yard, and Uncle Zhixing was watching the bullock cart under the shade of a tree not far away, so he didn't go into the scrap yard with them.

But on the way, Uncle Zhixing and Jiang Qingwan talked a little bit about the scrap yard.

The man who manages the waste station is an uncle named Li, who has a bad temper, so be careful when the time comes.

After Jiang Qingwan got out of the car, she saw what Uncle Zhixing said, Uncle Li, was sitting in the shade at the door of the scrap yard, sitting on a rather dilapidated rattan chair, shaking a fan made of cardboard.

Hearing the movement, Uncle Li opened his squinted eyes, and looked sharply at the three young men standing at the door.

"What are you little ones doing here?" Uncle Li asked in a rough voice.

"Grandpa, hello, let's come to the waste station to find some old wood." A clear and pleasant voice came from Jiang Qingwan's direction.

"Yes, sir, we just came here to find some wood and waste newspapers to take back to light the fire." Su Bingxi spoke from the side.

Uncle Li didn't doubt what they said. Seeing that the young man who spoke looked like a dog, he must be rich, so he would spend a few dollars to the scrap yard to buy used newspapers to start the fire. It was very extravagant.

As for the little girl, based on his experience, she was probably looking for furniture or something. Otherwise, why would you be looking for waste wood these days? There are a lot of wood on the mountain.

Residents in the town always have missing corners and pieces in their homes.

Occasionally, I would come to the waste station to find something useful, but it was not a contraband, and the above also turned a blind eye.

There are so many things like this, and at any rate, he would be able to make up for this bad old man with a little cheapness occasionally.

Uncle Li stared at them for a long time without speaking.

"Master, this is 1 cents, sir, please help me." On the way Jiang Qingwan remembered, Uncle Zhixing said that it is best to give something small before entering the door, otherwise sometimes this uncle will not let you in.

After all, this kind of thing is to turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye. If someone reports it to the higher authorities, this uncle's job may not be kept.

Uncle Li took the money and a few toffee from Jiang Qingwan with wrinkled hands covered with age spots, and glanced at the doll, "Go in, but don't stay too long."

Seeing that the other party is so knowledgeable, he gave him a few more toffees. This thing is precious, and he will definitely like it when he goes home to coax his little grandson.

Therefore, Uncle Li gave a good face because of these few candies, and before entering the door, he specially asked, "The pile in the middle of the door has just arrived. There are more good things. You should look through them carefully, but some things are not good. Taken out."

"Okay, thank you, sir." Su Bingxi grinned and replied with a smile.

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